Archive for the tag Relationships

Poem: Smell

Will you grab me by the throat And try erasing a passionate mistake you once made Or ask me if I'm doing fine And I'd say, how could I? When I'm deprived of the presence that once gave me life.

Photo Essay: One Fine Day

It was a Sunday afternoon in Delhi, and the sun blazed hot with warm winds touching the skin. He met Naman for the last time in his tiny apartment, the apartment where they had first met.

Not Just A ‘Tomboy’

All my three years as an undergraduate in sound school, I was the only girl in an entire batch of around 70 students. I figured I’d have no problem blending in with other boys as I always thought we were very much alike. But apparently, they didn’t see it that way.

Graphic Story: Surprise!

This Lesbian Visibility Day, we're talking about how ‘surprising’ it is that two women end up together even though they’ve obviously been going out.

My Worst Fears

As Sita grew up, she learned new things about mitochondria and Wilde and atoms and what not. She even learned where her name came from, but the one thing that always troubled her most was the mystery of why she was asked about her future partner.

Poem: She

She calms me, Like the ocean after a life in the harsh desert. I touch her and the pulse paints a vivid picture, In my inward eye, she’s my Austen and my Kahlo.

Nothing New

I don't see my queerness or my non-binaryness as the only relevant thing about me. But often, without my consent, it becomes the only thing relevant about me for others, especially in public, which in turn forces me to constantly perform to be allowed some basic things.

The Jasmines Don’t Grow Anymore

I was no rebel And this, was a rebellion Him, oh! how he still made his Abbu proud The man stood up against the fire For the country that he loved more than his life

Burnd TechHealth: A Global Initiative To End HIV

The app is supposed to act like a one stop centre for anything to do with sexual health. It uses complex latest evidence based algorithms to detect one’s objective risk of HIV and STD before directing the user to the nearest testing/treatment facility that fits their age, gender and sexual orientation/gender identity.

Poem: Our Lips Meet

I bite on to his wet neck and shoulders The salt - reminiscent of oceans And whole horizons His body letting out a deep moan Like smoke rising out Of smouldering amber.